Springtime in Wembley

FineB

The cool morning mist descends upon Wembley,

Spring is in the air,

The Easter Bunny leaves a trail of Easter eggs around King Edward VII park,

Spurs vs Arsenal at Wembley Stadium, an all North London affair.

Swans in unity beat their wings in tandem along the Grand Union canal,

Children study in earnest at the Civic centre library for their GCSEs,

Daffodils and snowdrops are in full bloom,

Nature is awake from its winter slumber, resplendent in varying degrees.

Springtime in Wembley,

Decay is dead and Spring heralds a new dawn,

Freshness and hope is in the air,

Nature and the beauty of life are reborn.

 

 

 

  • Author: FineBul (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 11th, 2018 08:03
  • Comment from author about the poem: The area you live in can change with the seasons. Here are my thoughts on Wembley in the Spring.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    A fine write Fine.

    • FineB

      Thanks Orchidee

      You are most welcome.

      Keep writing
      FineB

    • Michael Edwards

      Harry Kane 1 Arsenal 0 - great result - mind you it was a bit early for spring - love the write

      • FineB

        Hello Michael,

        A fellow Spurs supporter.

        Thanks for reading.

        If Spurs win a trophy next season I can celebrate in style with the dress from M & S at long last and a nice glass of prosecco.

        Keep writing
        FineB

        • Michael Edwards

          I first starting going to White Hart Lane in the late 50s - what a team back then. If they win something next season I'll join you - we can both get a dress from Marks. 🙂 🙂

        • Goldfinch60

          Very good write and the last three lines show the power of nature in our lives.

          • FineB

            Hi Goldfinch.

            Thanks for reading

            Much appreciated.

            Keep writing
            FineB



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